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TWENTY-FIVE B
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Tell No One TWENTY-FIVE C
They went about their Monday as they normally would have. Tom ignored the warnings of the college guys. And Lacey stayed away from her ever chatting friends. Jody and Fay told the group about the sketchy hooded guy they saw making out with some blond. A good job on Tom's part, who knows what would have been the story by now... she didn't want to think about it. While they went about their businesses as the days went by, neither of them realised that someone was watching them while they met up after school. And also... someone was beginning to notice her more and more. Not them together... just Lacey. While Darin listened to music and kept his eyes on his laptop screen typing, his girlfriend sat on his bed admiring him. "Babe." He grunted in response. "Look what I got." She pulled up her shirt sleeve to reveal a tattoo of the his name on her upper arm. He looked at it and went right back to typing. "Well?" He didn't answer. "Do you like it? I thought you would like it." "
Tell No One TWENTY-SIX A
"Hey." He walked up to the guy who had just been talking to Dennis. "Quick question." "Yeah?" The guy folded his arms. Not really in the mood to talk."Relax. I just want to know something." He smiled. "What?""Dennis had a girl in freshmen year right?" "He always has a girl.""I know. Just... you remember her?" He had to play it right. "Yes.""She never came back right? I mean, cause of whatever happened between them." He scoffed. "She did. And I know this because Dennis wouldn't stop talking about her. I don't know who she is per say, but I know her name is Lacey" That's what he wanted to know. Lacey. That's what he had been trying to remember. He nodded. "Atkins. You should have heard of her. She's the girl Tom kissed last year." "Really?""Yeah dude. There was video and everything. How do you not know this?" "I guess I just forgot. Wow!" He laughed. "Who was his girlfriend after her?" He dug his hand into his pocket. "I dunno man, I thi-""Damn
Tell No One TWENTY-SIX B
He made a sweet combo that had the guys in the living room hailing him. He laughed at his easy triumph while his opponent seemed to be struggling. "Relax dude. You'll get it." He bumped shoulders with him. "I know I will. I'm just warming up.""Dude, you've been saying that since you started." One of the lookers said. "This round isn't over, I can still beat him.""Of course you can still beat me. It's good to have faith." He kept pressing the controller, eyes never leaving the screen. "The thing is, I just won't let you beat me." "If this were on the field I'd kick your ass.""If this were on the field you'll be on your ass." They laughed at his comment. His phone buzzed in his pocket. He dropped the controller and took out his phone. "Mate! Don't do that. He'll get you."He laughed. "There's still time. I have to take this. David play for me would you? I'll be right back." He looked at the buzzing phone. He walked out of the living room and went into the first ro
Tell No One TWENTY-SIX C
Upon hearing the words 'took her' Darin unfolded his arms slowly, and let his left hand graze his right knuckles, over and over again while Tom spoke. Marvin on the other hand, used the opportunity to take out a cigarette but couldn't bring himself to light it. Why was he listening? Why was he still listening when he could be doing something else? Darin cracked his knuckles, slowly walking up to Tom. While Tom still tried to explain how everything got to the point it was in, Darin's boot made contact with his stomach, sending him stumbling back towards his car with a groan. Before Tom could pull himself together Darin had him by the collar, lifting him up. This was all a bad idea. "I told you." Darin punched him in the face. "I told you if anything happened to her I would hurt you. Here's me keeping that promise." He dragged him by his collar to the ground and began raining hits down on Tom. Using both his hands and feet. Marvin finally lit the cigarette. "Clearly, this
Tell No One TWENTY-SEVEN A
The three guys looked at each other. "He can't be here now, he's got more than thirty minutes." The driver looked at his watch. Tension was rising. "Then who could it be? Are any of you expecting anyone?" The talker asked. There was another knock on the door. "Yeah! Who is it?" Talker walked towards the door. "It's Tom." The voice sounded weak. "Open up. I've got the money." There was a collective sigh of relief. "Would you look at that. Your girlfriend's involved and it takes you less than the amount of time we mentioned. Should have done this long ago." The dragger said from behind the talker. "Go back dude, I want to open the door." The talker nodded. "You should have come around a little later. I think I would have had your girl under my arm by then." Lacey glanced at him and turned away. The driver and dragger laughed. The dragger opened up the door, and saw two other people instead of Tom. "What the... Who are you, what do you want?" Marvin w
Tell No One TWENTY-SEVEN B
The siblings settled down in the den with towel wrapped ice cubes on one hand each while they ate and stared at the TV. Marvin clicked his tongue. "I should come home more often. This was more fun than whatever we were planning to do tonight." Darin scoffed, his eyes fixed on the screen. "So you can beat up Tom?" Lacey glared.Marvin laughed. "Not if he behaves. I haven't gotten into a fight in forever." "Thank you though. For that. Darin as always you read my mind. And Marvin, you managed to do the same." She tousled both their hairs. "Just stop blaming Tom. He's a good guy." "Really?" Marvin looked at her."Yes. He is. Compared that idiot Dennis." Darin finally spoke, still staring at the screen. "Your meeting was just jinxed." "Well then, if Darin says so. I wouldn't call it jinxed though. I got to beat up a guy and for the first time, I got to threaten your boyfriend. Unlike with the last one." "You sure are happy about today aren't you?" She asked
Tell No One TWENTY-SEVEN C
Tate strode onto the house spinning his car key in his hand with his index finger. He closed the front door and went into the living room. The TV was on but no one was in there. He made his way through the first floor: from the kitchen, to the pool out back, to the gym where music was playing, to the screening room where the projector was on and a movie playing. Why wasn't he just going straight upstairs instead of looking around? He was bored, nevertheless, finding the TV on, the projector on and music playing was strange. He could call Tom out, but he didn't feel like yelling. He walked up the stairs and went straight to Tom's room. He slowly opened the door and froze when he spotted him. Tom was sitting on the ground with his back against the bed and his hand clutching a chunk of his hair. He looked up at Tate and went back to staring at nothing. His TV was on, a video game to be precise and music was playing. Tate's eyebrows furrowed. His face was black and blue, there wa
Tell No One TWENTY-EIGHT A
Tuesday was a new day. Her heart was still broken though. Would that change? She had to hope it would. And soon. But till then, she had a plan, a simple plan. To ignore him... rather his presence. It was easy. She'd done it before... and sort of failed, but now she intended not to fail at it. For crying out loud he's Tate's best friend and also popular and it didn't stop her before. His social status was never an issue. As luck would have it. If it was luck at all. Tom wasn't in school that day. While the students waited for their teacher to come in for their next class, the girls all had something to say. She hid her interest when they said he wasn't in school the day before and the theories about them that had risen. Where as, the whole school thought one thing and yet she knew he stayed home cause of the beating he'd got. Either way, it didn't matter. She had a simple plan to stick to. But this time it was killing her. He wasn't at his table with his friends so she couldn't st
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